I'm not not taking care of myself. I'm just getting through this. I don't even know what's going to be after. I keep playing over and over again what that girl said and just waiting.
Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to pack a meal for two and bring it over to your place. You can join me in eating, you can cry on my shoulder, you can talk my ear off, I don't care. You need flesh and blood company.
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But please? Come over? You don't have to bring anyone, I just need your company.